No Obligations

Early mornings with no obligations are the days you live for. These are the days you know you are the master of your own universe. You can control the happenings of the day through ear shot, extended flexibility and carelessness. No decision is ever a bad decision on a day that you task yourself with nothing but the dance and delight of self-rejuvenation. However, this morning is different, where you find Vane lying next to you, looking longingly across the bed. Her eyes flutter gently as her brows press against plush pillows and divinely delightful sheets. Vane gets up serendipitously, and prances toward the balcony, where she absorbs the rays of the sun. Allowing the beams to kiss her olive skin, she presses ecstatically against the edge and leans her chain upward to the sky. Gentle murmurs of bliss exude from her domain, as you watch this goddess crawl through your apartment loft. She puts no pressure of expectation upon you. She burdens you with nothing. She is fine to just be. She is no strings attached - no obligations. You ask her what she wants to do for the day. Her reply, swift and confident, "Whatever you want". Her electric prowess and flirtatious command makes you push her back into the bed...